"The price of self-preservation in the 6th appropriation doctrine.!" is a cathartic port key that has allowed me to escape to a world of magic in order for me to conclude my visceral journey...

'Dripfrmthwell'// {we get our drip from the well, that's true richness} >

maybe translucent were it to view ourselves as escapists, derived straight from the source, like light to reflection or water from a well...

"- present authentic First Peoples voices (i.e., are created by First Peoples or through the substantial contributions of First Peoples);
- depict themes and issues that are important within First Peoples cultures (e.g., loss of identity and affirmation of identity, tradition, healing, role of family, importance of Elders, connection to the land, the nature and place of spirituality as an aspect of wisdom, the relationships between individual and community, the importance of oral tradition, the experience of colonization and decolonization)"

water wells are a reference to self-sustainability and water in its self, breeds life, thus thought/// "we never know self-realization. We are two abysses - a well staring into the sky." ~ Bernardo Soares; The Book Of Disquiet

Water is at the genesis of every thought, memory and suspicion, thus making a well the vessel to a greater consciousness. The well is a house to the homeless, an opportunity for the rebel, and brings life to deaths surface...!  

I've always used my music to stimulate my abstract thoughts and relieve me of the chaos that begets the ghastliest seas. Trying to weather these storms can often leave one either empowered or belittled.


peace to the blood that oversees, tied to the sun that never sheathes!!

flight of the detached philosopher_

guts

"Some beautiful words, but only half of the truth"

March 26th (prod urhra)
1Mistake (prod bk)
Cannonball ft blackchai (prod urhra)
Judas (prod bk)
To Make a Star ft EYESWIDESHUT (prod urhra)
4th'nNine (prod Riley Lamarre)
Bite at the Moon (prod urhra)
Ariadne (prod Riley Lamarre)
Yolks (prod urhra)
Vacuum ft 98PREEM (prod Riley Lamarre)
Things Fall Into Place (prod urhra)
Resolve (prod bk)
Ulysses (prod urhra)

How We Got Here

OS - "Regenerate"

been sitting in the vault for many months

charli - constant repeat (bootleg)

Remember that time I wrote songs about you? It was the best of the hardest times.
i Improvised a lot, I was never good at this art shit.
It was challenging but, I managed to write mantras about how i was living.
i was in the field trudging while we should have been chasing these sunflowers.
i hoped you would have waited for me, i was not waving goodbye, I was drowning.
I didn't see it...
Until You broke down.
i was trying to capture the magic of getting motivated at 3AM for six whole days.
i kind of remind me of that fateful day in October.
Reflecting my state of mind now, I sent you a few songs. You said they sounded deep.
i kinda hurt me you know. i guess that distance did the damage.
I’m hopeful still. Let’s get closer, again.

mea culpa

Mantras

Take brick
Then another brick
And  Take a brick then add cement, 
That’s What my sister said
You take another risk
You Make  your fist 
Put Add a ball in there
Just to punch a brick 
Saw my young cousin and he stuck in there he rotting In that prison 
Built from brick from Home Affairs
That shit surreall
Need a hug  and not bear in here this is not meant  rizz
Don’t give up that’s what meant brother meant 
So you take brick  
but you build another prison there
So Tell me Where you gone live?
In that room with shorties in her bed, 
Following some footprints
To Turn to what my mother said is what darwin eluded 
Didn’t know how all the blind where lead, it might men on moons 
Chromosomes is how your structure built so what am i to do  
Take brick
Then another brick
And  Take a brick then add cement, 
That’s What my sister said
So Tell me how you feel now
this behind the real house,as liminal these sound
Its hurting In my mama house we running out of food now
It's a miss
Then then another miss how you learn the trick 
Tell me should my little foot be where mother was sealed shut
I seen the irony in grief  it should after stage 1 
God of love and god war 
She good at that waterboarding 
Might’ve learnt from a thing a two from korra
But applied it poorly
My shit more important, so I need that  sympathy for loiter 
Putting down that dog done 
Pulling out my heart now 
Where the use of sword now
Need a farmers hand child 
Had my hand on straws awhile 
Till I put my brick down
See my lil piggy smile
Couple wolves that kill mine
Didn't know what id find
In pursuit of building in the bricks, until the day that i die
Be the building blocks in me that almost make me zeitgeist
On my shit
take sip 
Take brick

3 Little Pigs Ft. Reena

Had to watch my Rome turn to crumble and ash
I didn’t skedaddle or dash tin the moment it happened I had to act fast
Saving her from the building that crash (yeah)
had to save it for last 
Body parts that I pulled out that year 
From the mumble to rap
All the dirt on this on page form of adjectives
that I learnt from past 
Think the music you make you too alternative
They say, but  it aint even that 
Can't believe that I’m back in the cul-de-sac again
i disrupted the plans 
In an instants I ran out of class
In a distance Im screaming and running towards it 
my Rome turn to crumble and ash
I didn’t skedaddle or dash tin the moment it happened I had to act fast
Couldn’t stay in this school for 2 weeks in the state I was in was about to collapse
Saw my heart with the shits hit the fan          
What does it mean in becoming a man?
When the mother who was is a mile away, at rest in the infinite sands
I be lying and saying im trying my best, and then quit it the minute the i can 
This is throwing the staff on the floor watch it turn into snake and devour the last of em 
Weaker foot its my left gas, 
Got my stronger my foot straight up their ass
She gone kiss me and slip up xan
Yeah cause shorty is bad
Why you fucking with little addict
Cause she say she witch and do magic man 
Imma fuck and dip that’s the plan
Yeah 
Wasn’t magic man
Know the culture be sound american for now Turning dollar to rand  
We really inside everyday of the week turning water to liquor and fast 
Yeah
Straight to crumble and ash
I didn’t skedaddle or dash tin the moment it happened I had to act fast
Saving her from the building that crash
Yeah had to save it for last 
Body parts that I pulled out that year 
Just to mumble these raps
Shorty come be my last love here,  we both dont know our daddy’s
Didn’t do shit through prayer Last year , you sound like a young lil Saddie
Niggas were at res so we act a fool couldnt talk much drop that addy
Put that mix in vodka lil fast big bro cause he gone talk about mammy 
Or just turn into cabbage now
Mama left the chic and cow 
Look at the big fat coward
Using different powers
Didnt with bloom flowers
Tell me do you know if you could mize till 11the hour
This shit not about us 
How you deal with doubt brah
Seen it not work once one 
Rappers trapped on soundcloud
Niggas need not leave im from the village in the clouded
Is this shit for moms
Or is this shit meant clout bra
That be human crises
Yea from mumble to Rap
Cause i'm back from the  humbling ashes wipe the grin and try lil laughter 
Couldnt speak on much in here cause you niggas just think these words is rapping
How you act this aint magic 
I don't do no trick  through hats
Yeah 
but they calling it cap
Mbali
Being man don’t mean a thing if you don’t scream out not free
Take alot to your wipe ass and smell your shit, this all stank
Put a couple beers in here and let that drunken wise speak
Alcohol destroy my peers , i seen my uncle falling

Humpty Dumpty

Move that dope remix by kehat (chieff)
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New stuffs soon :) 

flight of the detached philosopher_

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